Douluo: Touring the Heavens

"Okay, okay, Golden Crocodile Douluo, you have always bet your own grandson, so if I don't lend you a reward, wouldn't it make me look very unkind?" Lin Fan said with a smile.

Hearing Lin Fan's words, Golden Crocodile Douluo suddenly beamed with joy. However, the next second, Lin Fan suddenly changed his tone and said:

"My precious little sword has a violent temper. I'm afraid I might accidentally hurt you, Golden Crocodile Douluo!"

After hearing Lin Fan's words, everyone in the audience suddenly widened their eyes. Although Lin Fan had just shown great strength, it was just a small sword. How could he easily hurt Jin who was only a hair away from the Ultimate Douluo? Crocodile Douluo, these words are a bit arrogant.

Golden Crocodile Douluo did not feel that Lin Fan was exaggerating or boasting. He frowned slightly and thought in his mind:

"Although this sword gives him a very unusual feeling, his golden crocodile skin is also invulnerable to sword fire. What's more, he has reached level 98. Even a sudden sneak attack by a Super Douluo may not be able to defeat him. Let yourself be injured, the armor formed by soul power has extraordinary defensive power, how can you be easily injured by this little sword."

Thinking of these levels, Golden Crocodile Douluo suddenly became more confident. Several other Douluo maintained a wait-and-see attitude, but they still didn't believe that they could easily hurt Golden Crocodile Douluo just by watching. A super master, then this little sword is really comparable to a legendary artifact!

After pondering for a moment, Golden Crocodile Douluo responded to Lin Fan: "Don't worry, little friend Lin, let alone accidentally injuring me, even if it costs me my life, neither I nor the Spirit Hall where I belong will hold Xiaoyou Lin accountable for anything. responsibility."

"In this case, then it's better for me to be respectful than obey my orders!" As he spoke, Lin Fan used his soul power to control the Xuanyuan Little Sword and gradually flew towards Golden Crocodile Douluo.

Golden Crocodile Douluo, on the other hand, received it carefully. When Lin Fan collected the last bit of soul power, Xuanyuan Little Sword was already in Golden Crocodile Douluo's hands.

Gently holding the hilt of the sword, Golden Crocodile Douluo stared at the Xuanyuan Little Sword's blade that reflected the dazzling light with starry eyes.

"That's nothing!"

"Yup!"

"..."

Everyone suddenly felt a sense of superiority when they saw that Xuanyuan Little Sword did not suddenly shine with golden light as expected, bursting out with killing power.

Lin Fan didn't take this to heart. Instead, he reminded Golden Crocodile Douluo: "Senior Golden Crocodile, remember not to touch the blade of the little sword."

However, it was too late. Most people would not be able to help but touch the blade of the sword as soon as they get it. What's more, Golden Crocodile Douluo, who already knew that the sword in his hand was not a mortal object, was even more curious.

Just when Golden Crocodile Douluo was about to touch Xuanyuan's small sword with his two fingers, he suddenly felt a sharp and proud feeling coming from the sword. It seemed that as long as he touched it, he would be like a slave violating his master's unpardonable crime!

Why do you feel this way? It is obviously just a small dagger that looks extremely ordinary!

Golden Crocodile Douluo was suffering in his heart. His fingers were only half a millimeter away from the sword. Reason told him not to touch it, but his curiosity drove him to feel what was so special about this little sword.

In the end, he decided to touch Xuanyuan Little Sword with his soul power wrapped around him. However, the end result was as Lin Fan expected. Xuanyuan Little Sword penetrated directly through his soul power armor and cut off his fingers.

A scream suddenly rang out in the forest, "Ke'er, get the golden sore medicine for grandpa quickly!" Golden Crocodile Douluo did not panic, but immediately asked his grandson to take out the golden sore medicine exclusively made by Wuhun Palace. Medicine for healing.

The moment Golden Crocodile Douluo's finger was injured, the people around him exploded:

"Oh my god!"

"The fingers of a level 98 super Douluo were cut off?"

"This is simply a legendary artifact!"

"I feel like even a divine weapon isn't that powerful!"

"Golden Crocodile Douluo just touched it lightly and his fingers were cut off. If it were used against the enemy, wouldn't it be..."

"It's so shameful. Just now I was saying it was a broken sword, but... it's so shameless! It's so shameless!"

"..."

Not only that, Ye Yi and others who heard the cry suddenly stopped their transformation and looked at Lin Fan. After a while, they reunited. Originally, they thought it was an internal conflict between Lin Fan and others. Oh, I didn't expect that I just accidentally injured my finger.

However, when the Minotaur focused his eyes on the small sword in Golden Crocodile Douluo's left hand, his eyes suddenly widened, "Brothers, don't think that the old crocodile's finger injury just now was an accident. Night Wing, look at the old crocodile's left hand. Hit that little sword!"

"It's actually that?" Yeyi suddenly panicked when he saw the small sword. The small sword left a deep impression on him last time. If it hadn't been for the arrival of the Minotaur Yaksha, he would have been cut into eight pieces by him. .

"Isn't it just a small broken sword? What's so surprising!" The snake-headed monster Ye Qi Ze said with some disdain.

"Little broken sword? I'm afraid your head isn't enough to cut it off!" Nightwing mocked.

"Boy, wait a minute, old crocodile, don't grab it from me, let alone a small sword. Even if he holds ten small swords, I will bite him into pieces!" The tongue monster said, sticking out his mouth. His long tongue covered with mucus.

"Haha, just go ahead! I think that little sword should be difficult to deal with, at least more difficult than the old man with the flying sword at his feet!" Ye Cheng, who was next to him, said with a simple and honest look.

"This golden sore medicine is indeed miraculous! It is indeed the exclusive secret of Wuhun Palace! Even the severed fingers were reattached in a short time. Although it cannot be cured immediately, with Golden Crocodile Douluo's soul power and body, I am afraid that he can recover quickly. As before, it does not affect his combat effectiveness at all."

Looking at the fingers that were slowly connected, Lin Fan suddenly murmured something in his heart. He had a lot of treasures to enhance his soul power, but this time he lacked the magical medicine to bring back the dead and make bones and flesh. If he had the opportunity to fight with Wu Let’s make a deal with the Soul Palace. It would be better if we could get their prescription.

Thinking of this, Lin Fan suddenly thought of Xue Qinghe, no, that little girl Qian Renxue, where did that little girl go?

Looking back a week, I saw Qian Renxue in a white outfit at the end of the crowd, but now there was an old man wearing a black gown next to her. I guess it was Poison Douluo Dugu Bo, although he was there last time. During the fight in the poisonous mist, Lin Fan couldn't see his figure clearly, but the outline of the whole person was very similar.

Seeing Dugu Bo, Lin Fan suddenly had a plan in mind, and the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously. If he did this...